• FACEPUNCH 2011 BATTLE RAPPING
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A good read? Not in this thread, that's some ground these n!$(&s don't tread, OP and me can't break bread, because his fingers- I must shred. He typed this out, to me he is dead. General Discussion, you used to be wassup, now you're just all in the butt- getcha lips off the mods' nuts. Fast thread is wack, be damned if you keep a thread on track, hot girls if you wanna getcha fap, Lmao pics if you wanna getcha crap. Mass Debate? More like Mass-turbate. Everyones on eachothers dicks and all agreeing on news that is long since late, It's terrible, shut it down or let the people rate. Vote no on that date. [editline]21st October 2011[/editline] Also OP I really don't think you're dead to me, you seem like a good person. Also trash Mass Debate, it's a fucking agree-fest in there.
[QUOTE=Toomanyhumans;32895519]It's a shame when you come to spit, if you in this you better fucking commit. Now seriously, I admit I'm not the greatest but I'm better than this unfit Bitch who keeps trying to rap, can you please just quit? Drop the mic, I'll keep my cigarette lit you can't outwit me. (Your rap wasn't directed at me, but you are seriously bad. So I needed to do something.)[/QUOTE] Bitch, you call those lines rhymes? You ain't the best, you the lowest percent You speak, you spit but you can't cause a dent. That mic's well in hand and with it I throw them vibes. Flows through ya, shaking your very foundations. Attacks you, makes you turn mad, you just a fad. Also, I didn't wear a rubber, so congratulations. You 9 months from being a proud dad.
[QUOTE=MountainWatcher;32896086]Bitch, you call those lines rhymes? You ain't the best, you the lowest percent You speak, you spit but you can't cause a dent. That mic's well in hand and with it I throw them vibes. Flows through ya, shaking your very foundations. Attacks you, makes you turn mad, you just a fad. Also, I didn't wear a rubber, so congratulations. You 9 months from being a proud dad.[/QUOTE] Honey, you call that a rap I've saw better lines from a Iphone app You ain't no rapper, infact your crap So go home N' have a nap Heres a fuckin' map Your lyrics are scrap What.
[QUOTE=Dokaman;32896275]Honey, you call that a rap I've saw better lines from a Iphone app You ain't no rapper, infact your crap So go home N' have a nap Heres a fuckin' map Your lyrics are scrap What.[/QUOTE] Your name is dokaman you once smoked a man -'s dick for cash but he gave you a rash now you've got the aids anything for you to get paid by which i mean you're a hooker you've never once fucked HER peace out yall
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[QUOTE=Yahnich;32898472]excuse me brothas, but i think you all misheard because nobody gives a shit about the lyrical word you're all just here being white nerds spitting rhymes shit's being even nastier than hitler's war crimes but whoops godwins law excuse me gotta go because in real life land mothafucka's got a ho[/QUOTE] You dissin' the art Oh boy, time to do my part Man, drop that tart She got the AIDS Dangling her flat boobs like baits. She preying on your money like Jaws. Me? I'm crafting words like a boss. You can't front with the poetry. You callin' us nerds? You fuckin' a manatee. That law you spoke off is a joke How about you study the Stoke The hydrodynamics bloke Social sciences ain't no law They be approximation Cases a nigga saw Then try to do integration To the whole race But they fail They can't keep up with the pace They can't follow the trail Nigga, mathematics and logic is where it's at You can't do shit without the exact.
i strike from the dark more bite than bark like a great white shark what lies beneath? several sets of teeth lyrical samurai now the swords unsheathed break yo face like a prison let the warden speak and yall just follow cause yer more than sheep dogs on a leash attached like a leech. vote for the nigga with the best speech thats all i got for now no more left to teach
I rap like I'm black but I'm a awkward white kid from the burbs My flow is aggressive and what I think is disturbed. We all know that I go hard, like Proverbs Straight from the bible, kick back and smoking all herbs
[QUOTE=TaoAmano;32899373]I rap like I'm black but I'm a awkward white kid from the burbs My flow is aggressive and what I think is disturbed. We all know that I go hard, like Proverbs Straight from the bible, kick back and smoking all herbs[/QUOTE] Whoah, calm down. You got one thing right, you're a kid from the suburbs. But I bet you don't really smoke the herbs. ..You're just a fatass who can't keep his hand off the snacks, living in his mom's basement along with her assorted knick-nacks! Daily yelled at to get a job--to get off your ass and stop being such a slob. You're no Mobb Deep, and you can't fit in a normal T. Custom tailored to accustom your omega-fattie tissue, but the underlying issue is hidden under your lovehandles! "Excuse me, mister. I lost my cat named Fluffles!" "Have you tried looking under Tao's fat muffles?" A mile to you is the day you'll be due. You're the definition of glutton, because you're always stuffing your face into the muffins and fudge. So fat, you probably can't even budge. The chair under you has ripped in half, along with it's own handwritten epitaph. Thanks for the biggest laugh I've ever had, I hope you're not mad, I hope when you go to the beach, that none of the kids have to see you scantily clad. I know your keyboard is probably out of arm's reach, I just came here to become an emotion leach, oh--and remember not to drink the bleach!
[QUOTE=Yahnich;32899093]that's weird because from over here from my point of view relativistically speaking you might not have thought this through because for a 'true' wordsmith it seems your flow is a bit lacking and maybe in your information you might have been slackin' your silly nursery rhymes are slightly filled with baseless slander and i think that through my studies you might want to take a gander because my academic resume seems to be full of logic and science so it appears that your tasteless try will hit very little compliance And admit that you're all white with very little background in rap when it comes to dissing you cut just a little short, my good chap but i don't even really know why i'm even bothering with this stuff considering all of this is just ad hominem and meaningless bluff[/QUOTE] Could your verses be longer? Believe me, you ain't makin' them stronger. And nigga, if you say "from my point of view" You imply that it is relativistic, it's true. And speaking of which You must have ran like a bitch To achieve that speed which you need To go back in time for that thesaurus Man, your rhymes are as old as a tyrannosaurus Since when you Victorian? Fool, get out of the Delorean Only guy you diss is Al But I bet you'd shit your pants with SAL You want me to shut up? I'm sorry, 'fraid I can't do that Realized you fucked up yet, twat? You claim to be uninterest'd And yet you allow your rhymes to fest'r up in this joint Allow me to make a simple point Wait a bit while I drop your Thyroid and pick up your Freud You ain't pissed cause my raps are wack You pissed cause yo daddy diddled yo sack. [editline]22nd October 2011[/editline] Rapping is shit loads of fun, holy fuck.
[QUOTE=BlackCrow;32899550]Whoah, calm down. You got one thing right, you're a kid from the suburbs. But I bet you don't really smoke the herbs. ..You're just a fatass who can't keep his hand off the snacks, living in his mom's basement along with her assorted knick-nacks! Daily yelled at to get a job--to get off your ass and stop being such a slob. You're no Mobb Deep, and you can't fit in a normal T. Custom tailored to accustom your omega-fattie tissue, but the underlying issue is hidden under your lovehandles! "Excuse me, mister. I lost my cat named Fluffles!" "Have you tried looking under Tao's fat muffles?" A mile to you is the day you'll be due. You're the definition of glutton, because you're always stuffing your face into the muffins and fudge. So fat, you probably can't even budge. The chair under you has ripped in half, along with it's own handwritten epitaph. Thanks for the biggest laugh I've ever had, I hope you're not mad, I hope when you go to the beach, that none of the kids have to see you scantily clad. I know your keyboard is probably out of arm's reach, I just came here to become an emotion leach, oh--and remember not to drink the bleach![/QUOTE] Dude you are in a heavy fog, please get off your hog of a mom Alright man, calm the fuck down, I know I be spitting like I'm the bomb When I entered the game my fame grew quickly like a maelstrom "Have you seen Blackcrow?" "No he's busy playing with his palm." Dude I need to be ripped off this fucking leash My life is not what you described, it's beast Now listen to faggot you don't want to fuck with me, unleashed Pull out that switchblade, slash you across the face, mistake you for deceased Stop the beat please, its time for my second verse When I show up in my converse, everyone disperse Your face goes blank, when parents tell you your not allowed to curse Man your life's a lot worse than mine, I bet you were born with the wrong genitals, reverse
[QUOTE=MountainWatcher;32899586]Could your verses be longer? Believe me, you ain't makin' them stronger. And nigga, if you say "from my point of view" You imply that it is relativistic, it's true. And speaking of which You must have ran like a bitch To achieve that speed which you need To go back in time for that thesaurus Man, your rhymes are as old as a tyrannosaurus Since when you Victorian? Fool, get out of the Delorean Only guy you diss is Al But I bet you'd shit your pants with SAL You want me to shut up? I'm sorry, 'fraid I can't do that Realized you fucked up yet, twat? You claim to be uninterest'd And yet you allow your rhymes to fest'r up in this joint Allow me to make a simple point Wait a bit while I drop your Thyroid and pick up your Freud You ain't pissed cause my raps are wack You pissed cause yo daddy diddled yo sack. [editline]22nd October 2011[/editline] Rapping is shit loads of fun, holy fuck.[/QUOTE] To bad you're doing it wrong.
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[QUOTE=MountainWatcher;32899839]I am?[/QUOTE]' Standard rap consists of bars. Most bars are not three-four words but full sentences. 4,8,16 is the standard bar format. Just letting you know. It doesn't have to be, but it's preferred to be
Huh, really? I had no idea. Of all the things about rap, I did not expect it to have a rigid formal structure. Live and learn.
[QUOTE=MountainWatcher;32899880]Huh, really? I had no idea. Of all the things about rap, I did not expect it to have a rigid formal structure. Live and learn.[/QUOTE] It might not, that's just what I follow. I follow wikipedia on rap formats. It can be whatever you want it to be I suppose, I follow that though due to its easy and doesnt look retarded like two word bars. That's just a pet peeve though, keep doing what you want though if you must.
[QUOTE=MountainWatcher;32899880]Huh, really? I had no idea. Of all the things about rap, I did not expect it to have a rigid formal structure. Live and learn.[/QUOTE] Yeah, rappers actually have a deep secular community dedicated to the structure of rap. While they may seem like shallow men performing songs about women and money , it really is a spiritual interpretation of the world. Rappers spend months composing works of art, that are performed to entertain and inspire the kids of the day. The best part is that under privileged kids have a role model. I would compare rappers as to the preachers of the middle ages offering religion to surfs as escapism from reality.
[QUOTE=TaoAmano;32899657]Dude you are in a heavy fog, please get off your hog of a mom Alright man, calm the fuck down, I know I be spitting like I'm the bomb When I entered the game my fame grew quickly like a maelstrom "Have you seen Blackcrow?" "No he's busy playing with his palm." Dude I need to be ripped off this fucking leash My life is not what you described, it's beast Now listen to faggot you don't want to fuck with me, unleashed Pull out that switchblade, slash you across the face, mistake you for deceased Stop the beat please, its time for my second verse When I show up in my converse, everyone disperse Your face goes blank, when parents tell you your not allowed to curse Man your life's a lot worse than mine, I bet you were born with the wrong genitals, reverse[/QUOTE] Actually, I was born Male, with a stale sense of dark humor. I was born into this world believing everything was sunshine and that every dream I pursued could be mine! At around age 13, I became destructive internally, sharing shanking tips with my fellow loose-lips. Sharing dreams about slitting the trachea, jugular vein, We were all sick in the brain. Minds polluted by small-town mentality--so common that it became normality, in a "city" full of asshole rationality, unnecessary blue brutality:attempting to maim and harm with full on lethality. I'm alone--dark and cold, rotting in mold. The product sold to [B]her[/B] and returned for a full refuuundd.. Stick a fork in me, I'm done. Slash my face, make me deceased, got nothing to lose, this shit wouldn't even make the local news. Hell, give me your fucking switchblade--and I'll show you, suburby, how the trade is really done, come come now, and I'll make you apart of my tirade. Even if it kills me, even if it chills me, because all in the end--it only thrills me.
[QUOTE=BlackCrow;32902442]Actually, I was born Male, with a stale sense of dark humor. I was born into this world believing everything was sunshine and that every dream I pursued could be mine! At around age 13, I became destructive internally, sharing shanking tips with my fellow loose-lips. Sharing dreams about slitting the trachea, jugular vein, We were all sick in the brain. Minds polluted by small-town mentality--so common that it became normality, in a "city" full of asshole rationality, unnecessary blue brutality:attempting to maim and harm with full on lethality. I'm alone--dark and cold, rotting in mold. The product sold to [B]her[/B] and returned for a full refuuundd.. Stick a fork in me, I'm done. Slash my face, make me deceased, got nothing to lose, this shit wouldn't even make the local news. Hell, give me your fucking switchblade--and I'll show you, suburby, how the trade is really done, come come now, and I'll make you apart of my tirade. Even if it kills me, even if it chills me, because all in the end--it only thrills me.[/QUOTE] You suck, word.
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[QUOTE=CWalkthroughs;32908209]Hooters Cooters Tutors Computers[/QUOTE] That's deep...I don't think I'll see the world the same again after this...
If rap makes you angry you are probably a racist
[QUOTE=BlackCrow;32902442]Actually, I was born Male, with a stale sense of dark humor. I was born into this world believing everything was sunshine and that every dream I pursued could be mine! At around age 13, I became destructive internally, sharing shanking tips with my fellow loose-lips. Sharing dreams about slitting the trachea, jugular vein, We were all sick in the brain. Minds polluted by small-town mentality--so common that it became normality, in a "city" full of asshole rationality, unnecessary blue brutality:attempting to maim and harm with full on lethality. I'm alone--dark and cold, rotting in mold. The product sold to [B]her[/B] and returned for a full refuuundd.. Stick a fork in me, I'm done. Slash my face, make me deceased, got nothing to lose, this shit wouldn't even make the local news. Hell, give me your fucking switchblade--and I'll show you, suburby, how the trade is really done, come come now, and I'll make you apart of my tirade. Even if it kills me, even if it chills me, because all in the end--it only thrills me.[/QUOTE] Welcome to the main event, now please take a seat while I chop down your progression to pain Im a classy rhyme connoisseur, dippin my quill in her ink despise me but respect what i say its so cliche to hate the world - let's start a revolution of douches chasing hookers through the alleys givin em personal nooses let the devil show ya - what ya outro couldve been ... four large black males takin turns on ya in the cali state peninten- tarry to ponder your purpose on a planet so asinine thinking dark thoughts wont make your mind's light any brighter so quit your complainin'- this aint a fuckin hotline shape your mind to the world with a lil green and light her suicide takes courage; instead live life self destructively hit the J till ya coughin- spittin that THC poetry the bitter truth is what you make it not what youre made to believe fuck what you heard and feel the shame none of us meant to be free self control your worst enemy your vice suggested- now in command the mouse inside you grows larger thinkin he's more than a man being cynical dont make you an elite you're lookin cool like you dont care; secretly wishing to end it like the feelin when Chris Hanson tells you "please have a seat" - you'll end up beaten and sad without a way playin defendant dont you worry cause my cypher complete die a death worth solving when you say your final goodbye the only reason i dont give a fuck right now is cause i be high!
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